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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, ancient crumbling pillars of travertine rise up out of a tranquil, algae-covered pond, surrounded by lush, vibrant foliage that seems to be reflecting the exact same pattern of sunlight and shadow as the crescent moons outside. Umm, water from the pond is trickling up into a series of interconnected, delicate glass vials, suspended in mid-air without support, filling them one by one with no apparent overflow. The air's still and heavy, thick with the scent of blooming lotus, and it feels like mid-morning under the warm, indirect light filtering through the canopy above.